Tom: C
C
C Am G x4
[Verse 1]
C Am
It's fire season again
G C Am G
And the ash in the air has my eyes stinging
C Am G C Am
And I can hear the winter slowly awakening
G C Am G
The mountains are my only goal
C Am
So I can shed my skin, and be made whole
G C Am G C Am G
And the crisp air and the red clay will be my salvation
[Chorus]
F C G
Well, your absence sets in with the early frost
F Am G
And the things that I've loved are the things I have lost
F C G
The wheat from the chaff, the sheep from the goats
F G Am
This year I am becoming my own home
F G
This year I am becoming my home
[Instrumental]
C Am G x4
[Verse 2]
C Am G
The birds are already leaving
C Am G
I guess you got swept in their migration
C Am G C Am G
And now every nest I come across looks abandoned
C Am
Pacing every inch of this room
G C Am G
Looking for one spot without memories of you
C Am G C Am G
But the blisters turn to callus if I'll just keep walking
[Chorus]
F C G
Your absence sets in with the burning trees
F Am G
And the things that I love are the things that I bleed
F C G
The wine from the water, the flesh from the bone
F G Am
This year I am becoming my own home
N.C.
This year I am becoming my home
C F Am G x2
[Bridge]
C F
Well I found my way out of this chain-link language
Am G
To let my words going without eyeing the finish
C F
The floorboards cracked and rotted till they all fell down
Am G
But we couldn't keep our eyes off the ground
C F
With the heat on high, and the windows open
Am G
This winding road is the path we've chosen
C F
And the sunrise and the sunset are keeping time
Am G
But the only eyes that see them are mine
C F Am G
F G Am
This year I am becoming my own home
F G C
This year I am becoming my own
